I figured I'd better get the pumpkins on here before its Christmas. Sure, my tree is up, the stockings are hung, but we've still got some work to do. I'm trying to savor these 60 degree lovely days that we are having lately. At the beginning of October, we got a "season pass" to our local orchard. We ended up going several times, so it actually paid off. I mean, we spent $8 in donuts each time we went, but they were sooooo worth it :)
Isla was bound and determined to pick her own pumpkin. The whole time we were there she kept saying "I wanna BIG one mommy!" So she searched and Cruz helped in the pumpkin patch.
and sure enough, she found the perfect one.
Huge isn't it?
I found this lil' pumpkin roaming the patch.
He ended up putting a whole bunch of stuff in his mouth which resulted in more than usual spit up.
Living the green
Dave took these one day while I was at work
I promise it was warm enough that he didn't require clothing
And then it was Halloween. Shortly before Halloween, I took the kids to the doctor. I was lamenting about my difficulty with potty training and the doc asked me how Isla was with independent play. I told her that she did really well. She loves playing by herself especially with play dough. But she is also good with boundaries, I explained. I only allow her to play with one color at a time so the colors don't mix together and end up in a brown blob. After this came out of my mouth, the doc gave me a rather disapproving and perplexed look. She asked if I let Isla pick out her own clothes, to which I replied, of course not. The disapproving look intensified. When I mentioned that I don't let her wear pink or have any princess paraphernalia, she then asked if I let Isla have any choices. I sometimes let her choose between Mickey and Pajanimals at night, does that count? The doc said that I may be "stifling her creativity." I doubt it. You should see this kid make imaginary dinner, its amazing. In any event, when it came to her Halloween costume, we had no intention of letting her choose what she wanted to be. Cruz was going to be an aviator, so, naturally, we wanted Isla to be a retro flight attendant (think Pan Am, not Brittany Spears.) You can imagine her excitement. I decided to heed some of the good doctor's counsel and I took Isla to the Halloween store to pick out her own costume. I WILL NEVER DO THAT AGAIN. I mean, maybe I'll let her choose her costume, but those Halloween stores are freaking scary. She was freaked out most of the time until we made it to the toddler section. She debated between the bumble bee and the lady bug for quite some time, but then unequivocally said, "I be a wady bug mommy." Ok honey, wady bug it is. And not just any lady bug costume, but one with a scepter and a tutu...like all lady bugs have I'm sure.
But I guess she does look pretty cute
We went trick or treating at The Cottage (Jeff and Elaine's house)
Drake and Logan's costumes were straight from the Taylor Swift concert
Timmy was Buzz Ligthyear
He couldn't have been happier
The "wady" bug and aviator
He stayed back at The Cottage with me.
He's too cute to let out of the house just yet.
The bag might have been a little big,
but it definitely held a lot of candy.
Dave was pretty disappointed with Isla's candy. Why are people so in love with Baby Ruth and Milky Way? We're still trying to get rid of the stuff, so if you have a sweet tooth, come on over.